Alpha Asher
She had all of her clothes on, and wasn’t rummaging through the shorts, shirts, and random pieces of lingerie scattered along the yard.
Her sun-kissed locks were pulled into a high pony, the style showed off all the shades of gold in her hair, while mine seemed almost blue-black in comparison.
“What are they fighting about now?” Cassidy approached Zeke and me. Her candy pink lips twitched into a grin as she looked over Zeke’s chest, and the paint that covered him. She tapped a manicured nail against the back of his shoulder, where the word ‘thicc’ was written. “Well, at least someone had fun last night. I’m glad to see my compliment wasn’t wiped off.”
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